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Chapter Forty-Nine
💰 The Dark Moon 💰

"This doesn't seem so bad." Stiles says as he, Lydia and Sawyer look around, Lydia having her arm wrapped around Sawyer's arm. They were in Mexico to negotiate with the Calaveras. "It's not the town, it's the plan." Lydia said, making Sawyer and Stiles look at her slightly offended, "What's wrong with the plan?" They both asked. 

"Guys, this could be the stupidest plan we've ever come up with. You're aware of that, right?" Lydia says exasperatedly and Stiles nodded, "I'm aware it's not our best..." He said. 

"We are going to die." Lydia said, making Stiles glanced at her. "Are you saying that as a Banshee, or are you just being pessimistic?" Stiles says as they start walking. "I'm saying it as a person who doesn't wanna die." Lydia says and Sawyer hummed, "Okay... Would you mind restricting any talk of death to actual Banshee predictions?" Sawyer asked and Lydia smiled sarcastically at her. 

"This plan is stupid and we're going to die." Lydia said and Sawyer chuckled and nodded her head, "Oh thank you." She said sarcastically and Lydia smiled. 

Walking up to the building of the club, two men stood in front of them, "Estamos aquí para la fiesta?" Lydia asked and the men looked at each other then shook their heads making her sigh. Stiles pulled a card out of his pocket before showing it to one of the men, he looked over to a camera making Stiles hold the card up to it and then a few second after the door buzzed open. 

Taking a deep breath, they walked in, the door shutting behind them as they walked down a hall. The music they could already hear was making the walls shake violently. As they walked, Stiles stepped closer to his sister while she made sure to keep a good grip on Lydia so they don't get separated. 

Standing at the bar, three shot glasses got set in front of them making them raise their eyebrows in confusion. Stiles went to grab his wallet but a hand grabbed onto his and Sawyer's shoulders, "No. On the house. Most American teenagers don't cross the border to refuse a drink." Someone said and Sawyer rolled her eyes. 

"We didn't come here to drink." Sawyer said before dropping one of the bullets they found on the loft floor, into a shot glass. 

A few minutes later, the three teens sat in a room in front of a desk. A woman named Araya, stood behind the desk while a bunch of other hunters stood around the room. "Severo hates this music. Me? I've always loved the music of youth. This especially, it has a savage energy." Araya said, looking down at whatever she was doing, making Sawyer sigh. "We're here for Derek Hale." She said, making Araya look at her and smile, "Is that so?" 

"We know you have him. We've heard you can be bought." Lydia said and Stiles put stacks of cash on the desk, "That's fifty thousand for Derek." He said, making Araya chuckle. "Now, where does a teenage boy get money like this? Japanese mafia?" She asked and people around them started cocking their guns making Lydia and Stiles jump and look around while Sawyer just glanced at the people around them. 

"Not smart to come alone." Araya said, making Sawyer raise her eyebrows, "What makes you think we're alone?" She asked. Araya's face fell into a scowl, "You brought a wolf into my home?" She asked and Stiles smirked, "We brought an alpha." 

"My friends...I don't think you're aware of your poor timing. Do you know what the dark moon is?" She asked and Sawyer shrugged slightly, "The part of the lunar phase when the moon is least visible in the sky." She said and Araya nodded, "But do you know its meaning?" She asked. 

"Some people say it's a time of reflection of grief." Lydia said and Araya chuckled, "Grief and loss, mija. I wonder why, when you and your friends have suffered so much loss, you would risk it again for someone like Derek Hale." She said, making Stiles squint at her. 

"Cause we don't like to lose." 

"Nadie en la cantina. Front door clear, south clear." Someone said over the radio. "North? Norte?" Severo asked but got no response, "Dónde está el norte?" Severo asked before another voice came through the radio. "Stiles, take ten off the table." Scott said, making Stiles take away a stack of cash, "Maybe you should just take the deal." Lydia said in a slight whisper.

"While I am keen to follow the warning of a banshee, I'm going to have to decline." Araya said, making Stiles sigh, "Awww, come on. Just give us Derek. You don't want him anyway! Haven't you noticed what a downer he is? No sense of humor, poor conversationalist. Just, come on. Take the money." Stiles said. 

"Severo? Show them how the Calaveras negotiate." 

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"I admit, I don't have much experience with Banshees and Clairvoyants." Araya said as she poured some tea into a couple cups, "That makes two of us, since I don't have much experience being one." Lydia said. "And considering I'm a new supernatural, I don't think anyone has experience with Clairvoyants." Sawyer said and Araya smiled at them. 

"I have a feeling you underestimate your abilities, Lydia and Sawyer..." Araya said as she looked at Sawyer who had her arms crossed, "I'm sure there's still much to learn with you being new and all." She said and Sawyer raised her eyebrows slightly. 

"Yeah, well you'd have better luck with tarot cards." Sawyer said and Araya chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "Let's find out. Tell me... Which of these men is about to die?" Araya said, making Lydia's eyes widened and Sawyer furrowed her brows as they looked at the two men who had their backs to them. "How does it work? Do you need to touch them? Maybe I give you something they own? Or, is it just a... a feeling?" Araya said as she cut open an orange. 

"I told you, I don't know." Lydia said as she tightly gripped Sawyer's hand. "Just how close to death do they have to be?" Araya asked and Sawyer sighed. "I don't choose when I see the future, it just happens randomly." Sawyer said and Araya looked over at her with a smile. 

"You said what you are is part Banshee, which means you should be able to predict death a bit." She said, making Sawyer sigh as she glanced at the men, "So which one is it?" Araya asked and Sawyer leaned forward slightly. "If I get it right, will it even change anything?" Sawyer asked and Araya shrugged slightly, "We'll see." She said. 

Sawyer glanced at Lydia, who was looking at her, before sitting back. Sawyer closed her eyes for a moment, focusing on the whispers she always heard. After a moment, Sawyer opened her eyes before looking over at one of the men, Araya noticed and smirked before throwing the knife she had at his chest. Lydia shot up with a scream while Sawyer flinched slightly and sighed as she looked away. 

"What would you do that for?" Lydia whispered and Araya just shrugged slightly, "He stole from me." She said simply and Sawyer shook her head slightly and looked at her. "What do you want?" She asked making Araya look at her, "Right now? I want to know about Scott McCall. I want to know what kind of an Alpha he really is." 

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A little while later a couple hunters came in and took Scott and Kira, while another hunter shoved Sawyer into a room with Stiles and Malia alone in the room. "Do you hear them? Can you hear Scott? Can you hear Kira? Lydia? Anybody? What are they saying?" Stiles asked as he paced around while Malia sat by rusted sinks while Sawyer leaned against a pillar. 

Malia had her eyes closed trying to listen to what's going on but obviously Stiles talking wasn't helping. "I... I can't. I can't concentrate. I... There's too many sounds... and voices..." She said frustratedly and he crouched down in front of her. "Okay. It's okay. Well, just breathe. Breathe with me, all right? You practiced this with Scott before, remember?" Stiles asked and she nodded slightly, "I'm trying." She said. 

"It's okay. It's okay. Just focus on something. Here, look at my eyes. Very good. Just focus on the sound of my voice. All you have to do is try to concentrate. Concentrate-" He was saying but was cut off by Malia leaning forward and kissing him, making Sawyer cringe slightly and look away. 

When they pulled away Malia's eyes glowed a vibrant blue, "They're killing him!" She said panicky. "He said Kate has Derek." She said, making Stiles and Sawyer look at each other in shock, "That's impossible. It's impossible! That can't be what he said." Stiles said. 

"Why? Who-who's Kate?" Malia asked, looking at them confused, "She's a Hunter. An Argent. And she's supposed to be dead." Sawyer said. 

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"So, what now?" Stiles asked as Scott walked up to them, "She thinks she knows where we can find Derek." Scott said as he looked at the girls who were all leaning against the jeep. "She's gonna tell us where?" Malia asked, "Uh actually, she's giving us a guide." Scott said and someone on a motorcycle drove up to them. 

"Braeden." Scott said, making them all look at him, "Who's Braeden?" Stiles asked. "She's a mercenary." Sawyer  said and Braeden nodded. "Right now, I'm the only one who's gonna take you to La Iglesia." Braeden said, making Lydia raise her eyebrows at her, "The Church?" She asked. 

"What's "The Church?" 

"It's not a place you'll find God." 

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The jeep was quiet for a moment as they followed Braeden until Malia spoke up, "Okay, I'll ask... Who's Kate Argent?" Malia asked leaning forward and Kira raised her hand slightly, "Uh, I'd like to know, too..." She asked awkwardly. 

"Well, we were at her funeral, so I'd like to know how she got out of a casket that was buried six feet underground." Stiles said as he glanced back at Sawher than over at Scott who shook his head, "She was never in it." He said and Lydia sighed softly from where she sat on Sawyer's lap. 

"She was Allison's aunt... and a total sociopath." Lydia said after a few seconds, "You don't have to talk about it now if you don't want to..." Kira said and Malia looked at her. "Um, yes, he does!" She said and Scott nodded, "Yeah, she's right. You guys should know. You need to know." He said and Sawyer sighed. 

"Kate was the one who set the fire that killed most of Derek's family. Some of them survived, like Cora and Peter." Sawyer explained and Lydia chucked, "A very angry Peter." She said and they nodded. "Yeah, he's the one who bit and turned me-" Scott said and Sawyer interjected, "And the one who finally caught up to Kate and killed her after he bit Lydia and I." 

"And we saw her buried." Stiles said and Scott shook his head, "No... We saw a casket, remember? She wasn't in it. The Calaveras heard that Kate had been killed by an Alpha's claws. They wanted to make sure she was really dead. Her body was healing, more and more, as she got closer to the full moon. She was coming back. So, they switched the bodies. If a Hunter is bit, they have to take their own life before they change. The Calaveras... they treat the Code like law. They make it their responsibility to enforce it." 

"Good for her! I wouldn't do it, either." Malia said, making Scott glance at her, "Would you kill a half-dozen people to get out? Because that's what she did." Scott said. "So, Kate's a Werewolf now?" Kira asked and Scott sighed, "I don't know. You know, there's a saying... "Sometimes, the shape you take reflects the person you are." 

"What kind of shape is a murdering sociopathic bitch?" Lydia asked and then all of the sudden it felt like they had hit something making the jeep rock a bit as Stiles pulled out and everyone instantly got out. 

"What happened?" Braeden asked after she climbed off the bike, "I don't know- it felt like we hit something." Stiles looked around the car. "Scott, we need to get there by night. It's too dangerous, otherwise." Braeden said making Scott sigh and look at them conflicted, "Go." Sawyer said and Scott shook his head. "Not without you." 

"Dude, someone needs to find Derek. We'll figure something out. We always do. Just go. Scott you have to go." Stiles said and Scott nodded as Kira walked up to him. They talked for a moment before hugging and Scott went off with Braeden. 

Sawyer glanced around then crouched down next to the tire before noticing something, "Stiles, I don't think we hit something- I think something hit us." She said pulling out what looked like a sharp bone. 

A little while later Kira and Malia were looking out at the desert around them while Lydia held a flashlight, pointed at the jeep and Stiles handed Sawyer tools as she worked on the jeep. 

"Maybe we should just walk." Lydia said, making Stiles look up at her with a slight glare. "Hey, I will never abandon this Jeep! You understand me? Ever. Ever. Ever." He said as he handed Sawyer a tool. Lydia turned around and grabbed something out of the tool box and looked like she was gonna throw it at him before setting it down and rubbing the back of her neck. 

"Work faster, Sawyer..." Malia said, making Sawyer glanced up as Malia looked out in the distance, "There's something out here with us." She said. 

"Lydia, could you please hold the light still for a second? It's really hard to see anything if you keep shaking it like that..." Sawyer said, making Lydia shoot her a look, "I'm shaking it this way because we're in the middle of nowhere with your brother's broken down Jeep, and we're being attacked by yet another razor-clawed monster, and I'm terrified." She said. 

"Well, just be slightly less terrified." Sawyer said, without thinking, making her look up to see Lydia giving her a look, "Sorry." Sawyer said before looking back down at the jeep. 

"Anything?" Kira asked walking up to Malia, "It's too hard to see. We should've brought another flashlight." Malia said. Kira walked over to the head lights and reflected the lights off of her katana. Looking out in the distance they see a figure moving. Malia growled and forward, making Kira run after her. "Kira, go! Stiles, stay." Lydia shining the flashlight in Stiles's face, "And Sawyer, focus!" Lydia said, looking at Sawyer, making her go back to fixing the jeep. 

"Okay, go try it." Sawyer said, making Stiles run over to the driver side, he quickly got it before trying to turn on the jeep. After a second, the jeep roared to life, making Sawyer and Lydia sigh in relief as Malia and Kira ran back, Malia sporting a deep cut on her stomach as well. 

"You.... You, please don't do that ever again!" Stiles said as they started driving, "Do what?" She asked.  " I... I thought you just took off. I thought you were running." He said and she nodded. "I was running." She said, making Stiles sighed, "No, like, I thought you were leaving." Stiles said and she shook her head. 

"I wouldn't leave without you." She said, making him glance at her, "Really?" He asked surprised. "I would never leave without you. Them, I would leave." She said, making Stiles glance back at the girls, "That's uh... that's progress." 

"That doesn't look good." Lydia said leaning over to look at Malia's cut, "It's okay." Malia nodded and Kira raised her eyebrows, "Are you sure: It looks deep." Kira said. "I can feel it healing." Malia said nodding, "You didn't see anything?" Sawyer asked and Malia shook her head. " Barely... It had a strong scent, though." 

"Like what?" 

"Like death." 

They pulled up to the church right as Braeden and Scott came running out. "Is that him? Is that Derek?" Malia asked looking at Stiles and Sawyer, "Uh... Sort of..." They both said as they looked at Derek in shock. 

Or to be more specific, a teenage Derek Hale.